Tuesday, October 16, 2012

I am very proud to announce that "Judith of the Lions" is now up at Three-Lobed Burning Eye:3LBE -- Issue 223LBE publishes some stellar spec fic, and the recent issue, with only six stories, is stunning.The lead story, "Ladybird," is beyond fabulous. I was hooked immediately, by the voice, the imagery, and the *outstanding* story itself. Glorious, tragic fantasy about a siren who breaks the rules in search of something else, something *more* -- something even she does not quite understand. If you only read one story (er, besides mine, of course), read "Ladybird."The rest of the collection is filled with intriguing, imaginative worlds. "Riding Atlas", about a young man's desperate desire to keep his girlfriend, even when she suggests something almost unthinkable, is horrifying and beautiful. It also made me squirm, but despite my discomfort, I had to keep reading. The collection is like that -- absolutely must-read to the finish.And of course, my short story, "Judith of the Lions," appears as well. In the aftermath of a scientific experiment gone wrong, Judith struggles to understand her place -- and her kinship with a new breed.There's zombified lions, y'all.Take a half hour and read all the stories in the new issue of 3LBE. For me, it was the best reading I've had in some time.

Welcome to the last issue of Jake's Monthly, chock full of stories from every genre. Thank you to editor Jake Johnson for including my origin myth/fantasy piece, "The Pellet." The issue is now up at Smashwords for your enjoyment, and it's FREE.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

We decided to combine households but nothing in the contract said souls. So I left mine neatly wrapped in snow outside the kitchen door, and he hid his in the basement, how cliche. But when summer came and mine stood exposed, how I wished I had chosen dank and dark and spidery instead.*A OneWord for today.It's October. A favorite month. How many wish their birthday was in this month? We made a fire last night and sat outside until our clothes and hair smelled like smoke. I imagined dragon eggs in the middle of the red-hot logs, because I'm geeky like that. Happy writing and haunting to you, little ghost-writers.